Ethan threw a chair across his living room.

“You said this would work!” he screamed at Belinda. She was already packing. “They outplayed us.”

He grabbed her arm. “You don’t get to run.”

She shook him off. “You were so busy trying to destroy her, you forgot to protect yourself.”

“You were in this with me!”

She looked him dead in the eye.“Not anymore.”And she left.

Back at the estate, Camellia stared at the encrypted drive.

She had recorded one final confession — every email, every compromise, every fear.

She sent it to Rachel.

With a note:

“For insurance. If I disappear.”

Then she deleted the copy.

And walked to...